Well, My Paper Has Asked Me To

Perhaps What You Call Conventionality, I Call Decency.

There Is Something Revolting About The Way Girls' Minds So Often Jump To Marriage Long Before They Jump To Love.

Am I Really Admitting That My Sister Is Determined To Marry A Man She Has Only Seen Once And Doesn't Much Like The Look Of? It Is Half Real And Half Pretense - And I Have An Idea That It Is A Game Most Girls Play When They Meet An Eligible Young Men. They Just...wonder.

We Were Restless For Ages...after A While I Heard An Owl Hooting And Calmed Myself By Thinking Of It Flying Over The Dark Fields – And Then I Remembered It Would Be Pouncing On Mice. I Love Owls, But I Wish God Had Made Them Vegetarian.

Though He Had Very Little Latin Beyond "cave Canem," He Had, As A Young Dog, Devoured Shakespeare (in A Tasty Leather Binding).